Surface Happy - Bittersweet, Agonising Happy

Guess who's back!
Hi. How are you? What's been happening in your world? Moi moi etc, you know the drill.
In lieu of another, much longer post, I give you a piece of writing...

We meet. You take my eyes in yours. You take my mind - just like that. But right now, I don't care because your eyes burn into mine. You talk to me, eyes smiling. You say my name, eyes smiling. You walk away, eyes smiling.
You've stolen my heart, eyes smiling.

Til later all.

Stay young,

-C xo

Blinded by the light, revved up like a deuce another runner in the night

It's amazing how much your relationship with somebody you've never met, let alone seen, can change in the space of one song.
There is a builder next door.
He is building something.
He woke me up with his radio and power tools at 8am.
I hated him all morning. I hated him when I got up, I hated him when I went to the gym and I hated him when I sat in bed reading and being melancholy.
But now I love him.
There's nothing quite like listening to a builder sing along to 'Blinded by the Light' (with the obligatory 'douche' instead of 'deuce' because nobody really knows that line) and really get into it. It came onto his radio and he was away - voice breaking at the appropriate moments, completely mis-hitting the high notes... It was possibly the best thing I've heard all year.

He made me smile today and for that I thank him.

Hey you, what do you see? Something beautiful? Something free?

Here, have a tiny poem.

One by one
down we fall
til there's no-one left
none at all

They said 'aren't you that suicide bomber that blew up that bus last year?' I said 'no' They said 'yes' I said 'You're not thinking this through...'

I'm feeling too lazy to do any real posting today... but I shall... eventually.
For now you're just going to have to make do with a couple of my photos taken on my little old camera. I say 'little old' because Dad has given me his speccy camera for a christmas/birthday present and it is the most awesome thing in the world! Anywho, enjoy and I will talk to you all later.

Best,
Caitlin

Bee

Tree Roots

Hey little bird, fly away home, your house is on fire, your children are alone

I've made a decision.
I'm going to become a hermit. It's quite an appealing option when you think about it - firstly, I won't have to deal with people (so there goes any need to look after my physical appearance or really care what I do and when I do it) and secondly, I figure once I go mad (which is inevitable as I see it) I won't get lonely because The Voices will be there to keep me company.
Its win-win really.